Ludwig van Beethoven
Bonny Laddie, Highland Laddie
Where got ye siller moon
Bonny laddie, highland laddie
Glinting braw your belt aboon
Bonny laddie, highland laddie?
Belted plaid and bonnet blue
Bonny laddie, highland laddie
Have ye been at Waterloo
Bonny laddie, highland laddie?
Weels me on your tartan trews
Bonny laddie, highland laddie
Tell me, tell me a' the news
Bonny laddie, highland laddie!
Saw ye Boney by the way
Bonny laddie, highland laddie
Blucher wi' his beard sae grey
Bonny laddie, highland laddie?
Or, the doure and deadly Duke
Bonny laddie, highland laddie
Scatt'ring Frenchmen wi'his look
Bonny laddie, highland laddie!
Some say he the day may rue;
Bonny laddie, highland laddie
You can till gin this be true
Bonny laddie, highland laddie
Would ye tell me gin ye ken
Bonny laddie, highland laddie
Aught o' Donald and his men
Bonny laddie, highland laddie?
Tell me o' my kilted Clan
Bonny laddie, highland laddie
Gin they fought, or gin they ran
Bonny laddie, highland laddie?